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Twisted tree, bowing in the wind...

Submitted:Feb 17, 2013    Reads: 14    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   

Standing at the base
of the twisted tree
where I found my Lord
at the age: thirteen.
And, it seems to me
you're much like this tree:
twisted, coiled, bent--
bowing in the breeze.


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